John Olsen Fart – by Tia

The Saturday before Christmas our family would gather up at our Grandma and Grandpa Greengo’s house in Taylorsville for an extended family party. It always included a huge dinner and talent show complete with a rousing rendition of, “Grandma Got Ran Over by a Reindeer” by Matt, Jake, TJ and Grandpa, a violin trio by the Olson’s and a very packed tight version of our latest Christmas dance routine by me, Laura and Beth. The children would get shuttled downstairs to play pool and board games. One year (I think it must have been about 1990), we were down stairs playing and us girls were being sneaky and were spying on John Olsen who was in a spare bedroom watching a baseball game. Suddenly he let out the longest, egg-iest fart. We were hiding behind the door giggling as quietly as we could. It became almost uncontrollable though when he stood up and using his entire body, started waving the fart around (apparently it was too much for him). We quickly called for the other cousins and soon there were about 10 of us peeking around the corner with our shirts covering our noses because the stench had wafted out into the hall. It was so hilarious!